London, Music, Love and the smell

In the Sherwood Forest lives Robin Hood, he robs the rich to feed the poor, in the 1000-year-old tree he sleeps, next to it is where he goes to the loo. So, here I am, in the middle of the forest, staring at the toilet Robin Hood uses thinking how unfair it is that I… Continue reading Robin Hood Goes to the Loo

Larghhhhh… Pardon me, that was the sound of my saliva runs my face a river – there he is, sitting here in the office – David Bowie, beautifully, like some sort of greek god. So I went in, knocked him out, and carried him home. I was about to be put in jail, but holy… Continue reading David Bowie Special – Kidnapping Pete Astor!

Crash the music students’ party, found David Bowie, and missed my enrollment. “Coco you’re such a rebel!” Rebel indeed. I spent the past three hours staring at a middle-aged (could potentially be older) professor and thinking to myself how beautiful he was. Well, to be fair, he’s a rocker star as well – photo speaks… Continue reading Is that David Bowie that I’m looking at?!

Unfortunately, due to lack of fortune, I wasn’t able to mail myself to Mr lovely dimples, but hey, look on the bright side – I wasn’t chucked into the bin either! Now, follow me and put on those magic shoes, they’ll take you anywhere! One may ask, “what are magic shoes?” They are the ones… Continue reading Attention Please! – Here Are Some Magic Shoes

Terribly sorry for the late update, but a crush hit me more than LONDON city – “I’ll put myself in an envelope, send it to you via post the minute you open your front door, I’ll be lying on your floor…” Yes, dear spectators, me – a then 22-year-old young woman suddenly felt like… Continue reading A Crush Hit Me More Than LONDON City!